The beach at Filey was a Northumbrian miracle; sandy hollows exposed wind-eroded wombs to a sometimes raging sea (Pete Townshend)

Beach at Filey, North Yorkshire

The dunes were rich and spreading, billowing and easy like dusty sheets. The air felt both cool and warm at once; a breeze disguised the confusion, and the grey haze lightly accented the precision of the northern English summer weather. 

Pete Townshend (in Horse's Neck)